Also? I’m sorry I’ve been pretty M.I.A. lately; lots of fun things to share with you soon. In the meantime, please know that you and blogging are an important part of my life. I really mean that. I hope it makes you as uncomfortable as my coworker [with the bell peppers] would be if he read this post.***

Isn’t it just the worst when you have a supportive and even keeled man who doesn’t get unnecessarily jealous and is trusting and faithful? Aren’t they just THE WORSTEST??? I feel your pain, Jules. I am so sorry.

Nice one with the pepper. Next time, maybe get a little more spicy in the kitchen. Bring home a jalapeno! ;)

Sometimes, and not usually intentionally, I will see how much of my “special scent” he can tolerate before he says something. But that’s just gross, not spicy. However, like this post, it does make me laugh.

Everything about this post was priceless, from the title to the story to the photos. “This isn’t organic. Get this out of my kitchen.” You kill me, JD.

By the way, don’t tell your hubby this but…I hate peppers. Any kind. Green, yellow, red, banana, jalapeno, they all taste vile, just terrible to me. Blech, phooey, phooey. Once I accidentally ate a green pepper that was hiding under the cheese on my pizza and had to wash my mouth out with soap. I am still traumatized to this day, Julesy. But you somehow make peppers more appealing to me now.

What spices up my relationship? I just whipped up a batch of my special turkey chili this morning, set on low in the ol’ crock pot for the next six hours. Once Jim comes home from work and takes one good whiff, he’s gone. He loves my cooking (too bad I hate to cook)

Hee Thanks, D Pants! I hope he doesn’t see this comment. He might not let us talk anymore. My sister is the same way about peppers, actually, but she and Peppermeister still heart each other, so I guess he could find a way to forgive you, too. I wonder what would happen if I suddenly developed an allergy to peppers… That could be a great prank.

Bazinga! You got him — right in the peppers. My hubby doesn’t have a jealous bone in his body. He knows I’m going home with him, so no matter how much dancing I do with other men, he doesn’t care. He figures, he wins. I wish I could figure out what would get him riled up. And not in a bad way. He does love my cooking. He actually hums while he eats. (Which is weird, if you ask me.)

Hums while he eats! That’s adorable. And I’m glad he’s secure because with a hawt piece of chipmunk tail like you, things could get ugly (if he was the jealous type).

Of course, having said that, I’m happy to help you plot to make him jealous. What I’ve learned from this pepper experience is that the jealousy comes where you least expect it, but EXACTLY WHERE you should have expected it… Hmm… We’ll have to work on this.

Bahahaha, pepper envy!! :)
The boyfriend and I joke about his “other” girlfriend and my “other” boyfriend all the time. Any errand I run solo is really an excuse to hang out with the “other” boyfriend and such.
Oh, and yesterday he talked about us getting married so he can cash in on my great employee health benefits… I *think* he was joking. ;)

I am. A Trollop. A regular slattern. Our neighbor also grows peppers and commented on Facebook (in response to this post) that I should come over the fence and try his peppers, ha! (He and Peppermeister are friends.) Hilarious.

And I think your innuendo had plenty of kick, yet the flavor wasn’t overshadowed. Perfecto!

Mr B had to constantly endure stories about my ex from our neighbors because half of them were all still friends of his, it didn’t seem to bug him much. If it was me, and the girls were always praising ‘what’s her face’, I’d go bananas….guys are either to cocky or they’re not really listening to half the conversation..haven’t figured it out yet.

Adventure! We are in California right now in fact! I am catching up with your blog. Now that is dedication! We met up with some other writer friends which is my favorite pasttime along with eating peppers of course.
After seeing Timberlake in Bad Teacher, I can’t get too excited about him, but I am glad that the new pepper in town caught the Peppermeister’s attention!

When it comes to a game of awkward chicken you should know that I rarely lose… especially to a married woman. I may have awkward-inducing-super-powers… maybe… oh, and I have tasted some amazing peppers from some other men… I’m just sayn’.

Well, hello Jules! I couldn’t stop laughing while reading this post! hahaha I thought I’d drop by to catch up with you , ya know. It’s been a while, and man I should have dropped by sooner, wouldn’t miss this pepper post for anything LOL. Hope all is well.

Rian, coming from you, that really makes my day! And I was super stoked (‘super stoked’…don’t you just want to punch me?) to see in my inbox that you recently wrote about blogging! I can’t wait to read the posts!

I’m laughing so hard and love the pic with the fuchsia lips and green pepper. Btw, I had to google what a double entendre is from Rian’s comment, lol. I got laughs and a bit of education tonight…it’s like Chelsea Lately meets Jeopardy ;) Hope you’re well, I’ve been hiding under a rock, kinda, then came out and DID not see my shadow so I’m planning on sticking around a bit on the blogosphere!

To be candid, I believe it’s the size of my cocktails that she most loves — and I hope it doesn’t sound as if I’m blowing my own horn when I say that. I serve up a lot of stiff ones, and I can tell you in all humility that there’s just something about a big cocktail that keeps her coming back for more.

Our relationship works because in the words of Kathy from ‘Wuthering Heights’ ‘I am Heathcliffe and he is me’ – Lainy is me and I am her. My wife and I have nothing in common whatsoever, aside from the children obviously, yet we are two halves of one person, two sides of a coin, (Is saying I’m heads and she’s tails either sexist or too much detail?), anyway our relationship isn’t spicy, it’s not exotic, romantic, grand, dramatic… it’s naturally fresh like rain, naturally warm like sunlight and as sure and steady as a clock mechanism. She is me and I am her, deep down, where it matters. No spice, no exotic ingredients, no complex recipe; just a good home baked everyday dependable pie at the end of long hard day.

Thanks, Dana! I will gladly help you plot, although it sounds like it might not be as rewarding with your husband. Perhaps there are other more satisfying ways we can demonstrate your superiority in the marriage?

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